Outside the underground palace, the Poison Gu Peak disciples who had scattered in every direction were attacked by a vast Rotting Poison Bee Swarm. Without a Qi Refining Late Stage cultivator as their leader, their strength had dropped by more than one level.
The hearts that had originally been set on exploring the underground palace and seeking opportunities were thoroughly snuffed out by wave after wave of poisonous needles.
With casualties disastrous, they could only retreat toward the passage.
Then a scene that drove them to despair occurred—the road had been blocked off.
Screams and wails rang out without end!
At the same time.
Near the abandoned camp in the middle of Profound Bone Three Mountains, the Five Yin Peak disciples had only just been looted by a certain Wang not long ago, yet they had no choice but to gather themselves and continue with the original plan.
What they wanted was simply the opportunities inside the underground palace.
They had deliberately chosen a thin layer of rock, and a new underground passage was rapidly being opened through the combined efforts from both sides.
Before long, the ground suddenly caved in, and a human head popped out. It was none other than Fang Zhuo, the movement-technique expert who had been sent down.
His face was filled with terror as he shouted.
"Disaster, disaster!
"Hurry and give me a hand."
Everyone reached out together and was just about to ask questions when they felt the ground begin to shake. With a rumbling boom, the area of collapse widened even further.
A Ferocious Bone Lion nearly ten meters long leapt out.
Fang Zhuo was still held in its mouth.
Its sharp teeth, no less terrifying than stone pillars, bit him into two halves in the blink of an eye. It swallowed one